As if he heard my cry for help, Jericho came. He really came, and he rescued me from harm. He punched Brent so hard that Brent's nose was broken. There were blood on my ex-husband's face but I wasn't worried about him. I glanced at the young man who risked so much just to be with me.

"Baby..." I whispered, and he just smiled.

"I'm sorry you have to experience that, love. I will take care of the bastard," he promised.

I know he could take care of Brent because of his position in our community. It ook him an hour to resolve everything at the police station. Then, he...